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fernsnailz · 1 year

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i don't have anything specific to ask about the comic BUT i enjoy hearing your commentary. so take this ask as an excuse to talk about whatever <3

hi i'm very very late to respond to this but i really want to talk about the last page of my sonic battle comic because i have been thinking about it again

i've seen a few different interpretations from people regarding this page, but none of them have really hit what i was going for. the main question i want to answer is "why does sonic see emerl here?"

thoughts under the cut :]

for those who don't know much about or haven't played sonic battle, emerl functions very differently from most of the other robots in the sonic series. sonic battle is a fighting game - most characters have abilities and moves that are specific to them, but emerl is a little different. emerl's most important ability is that he can copy the moves and attacks of the other characters, leading to a bit more gameplay variety when you play as him. it's a smart move in terms of game design, but it's equally as (if not more) important to the story.

when emerl first meets sonic, emerl is essentially a blank slate. however, as he starts to collect more chaos emeralds, he's able to communicate with the other characters and have his own thoughts, feelings, and personality. these more emotional aspects of emerl do not come from nowhere - they're learned and copied from the other characters, similar to how emerl can copy their in-game movesets.

emerl, at his peak, is a character that has traits similar to every single character he's interacted with - sonic, tails, knuckles, amy, cream, rouge, and shadow. he's quippy like sonic, he feels compassion for the others like amy, he feels sorrow like shadow - his ability to copy lets him be his own person, as ironic as it sounds.

so at the end of the game, when tails asks sonic "do you ever think we'll see emerl again," there are a number of different ways i feel like you can interpret sonic's confident answer of "definitely." you could take it literally - technically emerl comes back in the form of gemerl in the sonic advance series, but like. sonic cannot see into the future so he doesn't know that right now. also this interpretation is boring sorry everyone on twitter who left this in my replies you are wrong

this brings me to my own interpretation and to why sonic sees emerl in this last page. like i said, emerl is a combination of all of sonic's friends, of their personalities and beliefs. when you look at emerl, you can easily see the hearts of everyone that helped him grow. so who says you can't do the same for everyone else?

sonic is confident that they'll see emerl again because he sees emerl in all of his friends. tails' hope for the future is just like emerl's. amy's compassion is just like emerl's. rouge's wit, and knuckles' stubbornness - they are the same as emerl's. emerl was unique in how he connected all of their hearts and souls, but those souls still remain as long as everyone lives to see the future. they will continue living for emerl, and they'll see him again as long as they're together.

it's certainly a very cheesy and "power of friendship" interpretation, but that's why i love it. i love when this series is earnest in its sincerity and i love sonic battle because of how emerl completes the cast. god this game is so fuckin good

that's all i got. goodnight tristate area

#local idiot takes over a month to respond to asks in his inbox (me)#the number of thoughts i had while drawing this page. hoo boy #fernasks

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randomwriteronline · 3 months

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If there was something Onewa would not neglect to mention, that was that the rest of the Toa Metru were wimps.

Another one of his qualities (if one could call it that) was his ability to explain, at length, each extremely precise and specific reason as to why the rest of the Toa Metru were wimps - which after a small amount of his rambling lectures could then essentially be boiled down to the singular problem of none of them being Po-Matoran and thus not having lived in Po-Metru.

Because that meant that they'd never spent hours working at an actual genuine real job - by which he meant carving, as everything else was too cushy and didn't make your hands hurt like hell once you finally finished nor force you to spend entired days outside with your scalpel and hammer several bio off the ground under the blistering heat of the twin suns in certain occasions; it also meant that they'd never forcibly shaped a cave into their own home by themselves, without any outside help, because that's how the Po-Matoran do it, and that just in case they weren't too keen on breaking their backs that much and joined a welder's village instead they'd never had to fight off wandering Rahi that decided to storm in out of nowhere to pick off a few neighbors just for the fun of it.

And that's how we liked it!

At least, he concluded each of his rants like that.

The first general silent consensus on the matter was that there was no way the Po-Matoran could actually honestly like living in what was essentially a smaller replica of Karzhani.

The second general silent agreement was that everybody would have very much liked for Onewa to shut up before they felt compelled to resort to the only other apparently available solution to the problem by tossing him off the Lhikan II and into the unknown waters.

Due to the whole "unity" thing, they were trying very, very hard not to do that.

Nuju most of all.

Not due to any affection towards him (Great Spirit forbid), but mainly because it would have been extremely easy for him to enact the procedure so quickly that the Toa of Stone wouldn't even have had the time to stop his rambling, and also the longwinded blatherings were very quickly depleting whatever reserves of his already barely existent patience for being around people he still had, meaning he was left scraping at the bottom of the barrel for just about enough of it in order to try to survive this blasted journey of theirs without infringing the Toa code.

They knew arguing would have solved nothing: Onewa would have just argued back even harder and louder, and that would have just made things worse.

But Whenua, in his infinite wisdom, figured out a plan at last.

So when during a rare moment of collective respite their brother of Stone began once more his unprompted tirade about the rest of them being good-for-nothing seat warmers who wouldn't have survived a day at his jobsite, whether due to exhaustion, poor safety conditions, or a wide variety of environmental hazards, the remaining four Toa quickly tuned out of his ranting in order to watch curiously as the former archivist approached the carver from behind so quietly that he might as well have been wearing a Huna instead of a Ruru.

Just as the other interrupted his endless complaint to take in a breath, Whenua struck: his arms rested oh so gently on his brother's waist to pull him a little closer in a sort of hug, surprising him enough to make him stutter a moment more.

"Then shoudn't you be treated tenderly?" he spoke softly, mask close to the other's, with the gentlest tone he could muster.

If Onewa's head could have exploded, it probably would have.

It was frankly mesmerizing to see him shortcircuit in real time. He was, suddenly, completely paralyzed in the slightly reclined pose within Whenua's embrace and totally incapable of speech beyond a few bewildered monosyllables such as 'what', 'wuh', 'who' and sometimes even just a plain old 'w'; his eyes were wider than the entire protodermis sea, frantically shifting from the Great Ruru to the complete void as though his desire to ask for an explanation for the Toa of Earth's unexpected behaviour was battling for dominance with cosmic forces far beyond his comprehension.

Matau understood the plan in the matter of an instant. His hand flew to Onewa's knee - the part that was closest to him from where he was sitting - and cupped it gently, stroking it with his thumb. He could have sworn the other had burst a brain spark the second the contact had hit.

"You're right, Toabrother," he cooed with a grin that hopefully came off comforting enough to hide his amusement: "He's had a rough life! It's our duty to easecuddle him up a little!"

Onewa's attempt at a reply came out as a warbled mess of phonemes.

It was distinctly not helped by Nuju of all beings catching his hand to nuzzle it against his mask, muttering: "Poor thing," in a rumbling tone.

Before he could work through the fog these puzzling interactions were muddling his neurons with and ask who exactly the three cuddling him were and what they'd done with his brothers, his thoughts were once again stunned into static by the pressure of Nokama's palm on the top of his mask and her voice worming into his audio receptor with unimaginable sweetness: "You've been through quite a lot and we haven't shown you nearly enough compassion for it, haven't we? Come, sit down, sit down..."

Eight hands moved him around without him being able to do anything about it, and when he blinked he was indeed sitting down, fellow Toa all around and over him: Whenua was pressing him to his sternum while still loosely hugging his waist, Matau had crawled closer to take over one of his arms and placed a hand on the side of his chest, Nuju had shifted his gentle grip to raid along one of his legs and Nokama had instead taken his place nuzzling one of his palms.

To say this felt immensely unnatural would have been an understatement of planetary proportions.

Actually scratch planetary, these were downright universal proportions.

What in Mata Nui's name was happening?

Why were they so nice? Why were they agreeing they had it easier than him? And why in Karzhani were they cuddling and comforting him about his (to be honest fairly turbulent) Matoran life?

At least the firespitter hadn't joined in, he managed to think in short spurts while the gentle words and motions flustered him to no end, making his heartlight bloom brighter from the weird feeling - he'd been nothing but rude and condescending to him, certainly he wouldn't dream of pitying him or coddling him or lifting a single finger on him kindly, and why did that thought actually kind of hurt all of a sudden when just earlier today it would have had no effect on him whatsoever--

A caress on his mask fried any last working neurons he still had going for him, which was why it took him a few moments to realize there was also a hand tenderly wrapped around his calf.

"You don't have to go through something like that again," Vakama's voice reassured him before he managed to focus once again on his vibrant yellow eyes. His thumb stroked his cheek slowly, making Onewa almost shake in his hold before he continued: "We'll take care of you. That's what a team does, isn't it?"

The Toa of Stone barely managed a peep back.

A gentle laugh at his speechlessness made him almost very visibly self-combust.

The rest of the team cuddled a little closer to him, not once stopping their affectionate touches, humming or murmuring little things he couldn't hope to process within the swelling swirl of feelings agitating through his entire body.

It was just...

It was just too much!

Who were these people? Why were they caring about him so much? He could have had this his entire life instead of rolled eyes and angry looks and envy and hatred and loneliness? And where had that last thought come from?

Someone nuzzled his mask. Then someone else, and someone else again. And again. And again.

Soon enough Onewa was completely silent, still tense and yet also somewhat slack in his team's hold as the gentle thrumming of five bodies wrapped around his own completely erased his thoughts in a storm of fluster and embarrassment that made his heartlight flutter in a fast paced but overall stable manner.

Ah...

Finally.

Peace at last.

The unspoken plan could now be archived a resounding success.

If the five of them detached from him right now, they each reasoned separately, he would have probably sat there for a few hours trying to digest the sudden tornado of care slapped right on him. Who knows? He might have even stopped screaming his life story to the sky and stuck to mumbling it instead. There was no chance he'd shut up fully about it, of course - but at least he would have been much quieter.

That sounded perfectly reasonable.

For about a good five minutes, none of them made any attempt at moving from their positions.

They could leave him there.

Seriously, they could.

Nothing was stopping them from doing so.

Literally nothing.

Matau leaned a little closer to rest his head on his brother's chest. Vakama raised his leg to rest it on his lap, absentmindedly running his hand over it. Nokama whispered another reassurance.

Oh, screw it.

They could cuddle a little more.

Just a little bit...

#bionicle #toa metru #onewa #whenua #nuju #nokama #matau #vakama #random writing #onewa shut the fuck up challenge: get cuddled idiot edition #i think hed shut down if shown any amount of sweetness directed at him bc oh boy. he would Not fucking get that in metru nui at all #anyways enjoy a metru cuddle pile to shut their local worst asshole of the bunch

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caelcstis · 1 month

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if anyone want a love and leashes bottom boy: yoosung

#fuckin' pEG HIM #but it's flooding my feed again so here's ur boy #local neighborhood idiot ⸢ ooc. ⸥

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scatterpatter · 1 year

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I just really like my niche SMRPG AU, sue me

Bonus tarot misadventures:

#i just hyperfix on a fandom for months on end- give one smrpg doodle- then go back to the hyperfix for a few months #my art #doodles #weapon fam au #me cramming as much familial angst into geno who likely doesnt have siblings in canon: get tower'd idiot #as for the tarot misadventures- stella at one point suggested mallow being like a divination-focused caster #and it was so galaxy brained we havent gone back since #should i tag characters...#fuck it im feeling bold #geno #mallow #yaridovich #i cant get over the idea that most of genos siblings tower over him. hes so smol.#hes the second oldest of the bunch and yet. smol boi alert.#'i love my au' says local man who never makes content for his au

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tiredassmage · 1 year

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shut your fuckinG FACE you IDIOT who almost just DIED ON ME. skdfnldsaknfsadfmlsdafnsaldgnladfmsa;ld

[nathema conspiracy round 2 survived narrowly, 5(?) dead, Theron Shan learned how to share my stealth generator, etc etc]

#weeping sobbing crying loud ship blow horn noises #i'm so fucking. AAHHrghghalkdgnldsf. not normal about them.#tyr 'shut the fuCK up and kiss me you iDIOt' commander deckard #local disaster bisexuals who would literally self destruct for one another put through Situation where one almost dies more at 11 #anyway good night and good news and all that #fuck you theron i missed you fuck you goddAMN IT BOY #fuck. i thought i was. no actually that's a lie #the first time i accidentally stumbled upon the plot and spent like 3 days bracing myself and numbing myself before i did this #so this time its ALL WATERWORKS BESTIESSSS #yes i'm screaming in the tags so you don't have to DEAL WITH ME unless you're here for that then i guess hi #anyways screaming and crying about them maybe once i'm slightly more normal i'll give you actual tyr x theron screens but like #for now just have this dumbass's face #fuckin. 'that's my bf' in those eyes #poor lana bickering with them earlier when tyr was all but like ready to leap into theron's arms like WHERE. HAVE. YOU. BEEN.#he missed you. he missed you a lot. idiot. fool.#hhhhhhhhhhh anyway

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radicarian · 1 year

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Anyway I'm playing Chrono Trigger DS now

Frog best boy

#I have never played the original Chrono Trigger; I got the DS port at release #and almost beat it that year. and then stopped just short. the reason why has been lost to time #in 2021 or 2022 I decided to restart only to learn that my 3DS battery was not seated properly. resulting in VARIOUS issues #such as randomly turning off during gameplay; sound volume fluctuations; could not press left on the d-pad #tried to get in there and futz with it and instead stripped one of the screws like an idiot. decided to play Switch games instead #BUT THIS MORNING I REMEMBERED that I got the 3DS repaired over last summer #tl;dr frog best boy #(the DS version was re-localized and he does not speak Fauxlizabethan English. someday I'll look up the SNES script)

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aesrot · 1 year

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guess who started another fic that'll probably never gonna be finished :)

#local idiot has been promising multiple fics for the past 3 years but cant finish a single chapter. i wish this was a joke #its just me and my unfinished wips against the world #and oh boy we do be losing #lua talks

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bookgeekgrrl · 2 years

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My media this week (22-28 May 2022)

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

😊👂 Black Coffee (Hercule Poirot #7.5) (Agatha Christie, playwright; Charles Osborne, adapter/novelization; John Moffat, narrator) - you can definitely tell that the bones of this were a play; still an entertaining listen/read

😍 Differently Okay Local Idiots series (One-EyedBossman (desert000rose), SecretFandomStories) - 137K series, Stucky no powers D/s AU - absolutely LOVED this!!!! both are recovering vets with many jagged edges and they see how they fit together - the narrative structure on this was great: dual POV, very tightly overlapping/interlocking (which could gone badly so easily but I really think these authors pull it off). Can't wait for more.

🥰 Daddy Issues (His Boy Next Door #39) (RJ Moray) - novella - the next chapter in Jack & Channon's story

😊 K'diwa: A Steamy Novel of Interspecies Romance, by Jim Kirk (branwyn) - 103K, Kirk/Spock - tagged 'Jim is a sweet sad bottom and Spock can't stand it' and that's really what you need to know

💖💖 +128K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

It's A Very Distinctive Family Resemblance (copperbadge) - Leverage, MCU: Gen, 1.6K - I love every iteration of 'Eliot Spencer is related to Bucky Barnes'

Put It on Repeat, It Stays the Same (giselleslash) - MCU: Stucky, 20K - reread; love this story of these two pining FWB getting stuck together by a snowstorm and then ~~feelings~~

Rockin' and Rollin' (musette22) - MCU: Stucky, 3K - shout out to Minnie for taking up the challenge and writing some fucking delicious fic inspired by that mechanical bull riding video

fish in the sky (alby_mangroves, chaosmanor) - MCU: Stucky, 37K - http://ao3.org/works/27969167

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

Legends of Tomorrow - s4, e6-16; s5, e1

The Great Pottery Throw Down - s5, e6-10

Supergirl - s5, e9: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part One"

Batwoman - s1, e9: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part Two"

The Flash - s6, e9: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part Three"

Arrow - s8, e9: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part Four"

Legends of Tomorrow - s5, e0: "Crisis on Infinite Earths: Part Five"

🎧 PODCASTS🎧

Lingthusiasm - #25: Every word is a real word

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Carhenge

99% Invisible - #492- Inheriting Froebel's Gifts

Partners - Sarah Schneider & Chris Kelly

Richmond Til We Die: A Ted Lasso Podcast - Ted Lasso S2E8, Part 1: This Was Not A Date

Hit Parade - The Lullaby of Broadway Edition

Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Ghosts in the (Hit) Machine

Still Processing - Sweat Equity

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - The Livestock Living at the End of the World

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Leaning Tower of Niles

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Père Lachaise Cemetery

Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Copyrights & Wrongs

Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Stop… Collaborate & Listen

This is Good for You - Ep 32: Romance Novels Are Not a Guilty Pleasure

Strong Songs Bonus Episodes - Sonny with a Side of Max

Lingthusiasm - Bonus 9: Is X a sandwich? Solving the word-meaning argument once and for all

Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Progression Obsession

Hit Parade - The B-Sides Edition

Lingthusiasm - 43: The grammar of singular they - Interview with Kirby Conrod

Hit Parade - The Feat. Don’t Fail Me Now Edition

Lingthusiasm - Bonus 17: Homonyms, homophones, and homographs

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

Doo-Wop

The Essential Kenny Loggins

Presenting The Go-Go's [The Go-Go's]

Beauty and the Beat [The Go-Go's]

Vacation [The Go-Go's]

Talk Show [The Go-Go's]

God Bless The Go-Go's [The Go-Go's]

Peaceful, Easy Feeling

The B-52's

Best of Rent: Highlights from the Original Cast Album

Broadway's Biggest Hits

The Wrecking Crew

Presenting Depeche Mode

The Very Best of Pure Prairie League

The World of Journey

#sunday reading recap #bookgeekgrrl's reading habits #bookgeekgrrl's soundtracks #i really fucking loved that 'differently okay local idiots' series #always delightful to see jack & channon again #his boy next door series #i finished the great pottery throw down and now i'm sad there's no more to watch #i was so so happy that aj won though!#the great pottery throw down #they were incredibly talented and also very adorable #i gotta hand it to wb that crossover event was ambitious and a lot of fun #the sheer number of guest roles and cameos to collect pretty much everyone who's ever played a dc superhero = so much fun #very excited kevin conroy got to play a live action batman #a little verklempt that john wesley shipp got go out as the flash #legends of tomorrow #hit parade podcast #20khz podcast #lingthusiasm podcast #strong songs podcast #99% invisible podcast #atlas obscura podcast #this is good for you podcast #still processing podcast #partners podcast #the go-go's #the b-52's #kenny loggins #(who would never beat the baby jesus)#depeche mode #pure prairie league

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asexual-levia-tan · 6 months

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they've switched up the names for localization too, it seems

lars sounds like. locker? so i can understand that one (and its a bit on the nose, considering he's the tyrant that locked up the protagonist pfft) but william's name sounds totally different, and theres a girl named naledi whose original name seems to be rin........

#wwaffles bein' an idiot #this is one thing that bugs me with localizations #obvs it doesnt happen 100% of the time but. boy when it does......................#wwaffles plays

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maraudersmyloves · 3 months

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Hey, I was wondering if you could do a really fluffy Mattheo Riddle always cuddling and touching you (especially late nights in the slytherin common room), I love all your posts, especially the Mattheo riddle content

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Pairing: touchy!Mattheo riddle x reader

Warnings: Mattheo whining about you not being glued to him, a mention of Y/N

Word count: 853

Disclaimer 1: Everything on this Blog is fiction!!!

Disclaimer 2: Made this by listening to the smiths

"2:35 AM". :☆｡ﾟ. ───

You love quiet moments like this. The whole group was just sitting around, everyone doing their own thing in each other's company. Pansy is coloring her nails while sitting on the floor, Theo is reading Dead poets society in the big armchair across from you, Enzo is laying on the floor in front of the couch you're sitting on, twirling his wand and staring at the ceiling, Blaise is making a mixtape next to the fireplace, Draco is studying for potions at the small table your feet are laid on, Tom is scheming about how to ruin some poor souls life and Mattheo is turning a feather into all sorts of things (currently a pigeon) whilst annoying draco. You are just watching your friends and humming along to the earworm in your head, while trying not to fall asleep.

Your heavy eyes fixate on Mattheo and the way he pokes his tongue into his cheek in focus. A singular curl falls into his face and you have the urge to stand up, walk over and move it away as if he couldn't do it himself. He doesn't seem to notice you're staring at him. Pansy does.

"God, Y/N this is disgusting. We get it you have a boyfriend," she says while fake gagging. You startle out of your staring and instead fumble with an answer that won't get more annoyed groans from the boys around you. "I wasn't even doing anything!"

Draco perks up from the corner to give his just lovely input "Just making love eyes at our local idiot over there." You roll your eyes. "Shut up and study"

And if this wasn't already uncomfortable of course Mattheo has something to say too "Why so embarrassed, love? I don't mind" He smirks and swiftly gets hit in the head with Theo's book causing you to snort out a laugh and the others to join in while Mattheo's staring daggers at a smirking Theo. "You know what, for that i'm going to flirt even harder."

Pansy laughs at theo's misery when suddenly she realizes she's going to have to witness you two being all lovey dovey, "What have we gotten ourselfs into"

You watch Mattheo stand up, step over Enzo on the ground and settle down next to you. You smile and let out a small giggle as he kisses you. As your lips connect a warm and fuzzy feeling washes over your body. It's comfortable and familiar. You can hear enzo gag and for some reason that is the funniest thing you've heard all day. You break the kiss by breaking into a fit of giggles that only get stronger when you see Mattheo's amused look.

Chuckling, he pulls you into his lap while you keep laughing. "Love, are you high?" You look up in shock, "No!"

"Then what is happening right now?"

You shrug and hide your face in his shoulder, enjoying the warmth of his body. Your limps start to relax and you let yourself melt into him. Humming in comfort when he gives you a little kiss on the crown of your head you let yourself fall asleep.

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When you open your eyes again, they're a bit tacky and you have to blink a few times to realize where you are. Mattheo has apparently carried you up to his dorm and is now cuddling you in his bed. Your whole body feels mushy as you stretch and turn in Mattheo's arms making him grumble in his sleep. You look at the cherry red, heart-shaped clock on his bedside table. You bought it for him at a little market in your hometown, seeing as red's his favorite color and the clock was just too cute not to buy. You were kinda scared to give it to him, thinking it was too 'girly' but he was so happy that you even thought of him over the holidays that he (in his words) was forced to kiss the living shit out of you. It's currently reading at 2:35 AM.

You try to wiggle out of his arms to get your wand to charm yourself some water into the empty glass next to the clock. But Mattheo's strong arms only grip your waist tighter when he realizes you're trying to get out. He kisses your neck and whispers "Stay, love," into your skin. "Téo, darling, I need some water." He whines and pulls you impossibly closer. "You can get water in the morning." He keeps leaving light kisses all over your neck and shoulder to try and coax you into staying and any other day it would've worked but your mouth is feeling more disgusting by the second. "Where's my wand?"

"Left it downstairs," he mumbles, his breath tickling your neck and making you giggle lightly. "Watcha laughing 'bout?" You squirm in his hold as his hands start traveling up your sides, knowing how ticklish you are. "Téo! Téo, stop it, you're tickling me." You breathe out between laughs. He kisses your neck, "That's kinda the point."

You end up forgetting about the water.

#fluff #headcanon #writing #slytherin boys #slytherin #slytherin boys x reader #mattheo x you #mattheo x y/n #mattheo riddle fluff #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle

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worldly-diversity · 1 year

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@tenebriism ○ 𝕝𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕒 ○

⤷ 『 " I've never been to anything like this before... " Had observed, from afar, for many years whilst leading the Abyss Order, but never had she immersed herself in the actual culture. Admittedly, it was a bit... overwhelming. The noises, the lights, the crowds... sensory overloads for someone who was still getting re-acclimated to living a normal life. So, she remains close to Childe, tucking herself away into his arm whenever she needs even a moment of respite, and peeks up at him with an apologetic look every single time, as if embarrassed she's even acting like this. " A-Are you... having fun, though? " 』

Admittedly, as a Harbinger it could be a little tricky to partake of the local festivities, especially in Liyue, considering it had been his machinations that had released Osial from his prison and caused no small amount of mischief. Oh, and Rex Lapis' official death, but that was negligible, really. How could he have resisted the anticipation of fighting an Archon?

Anyway, that's beside the point when he gets to be here, with Lumine by his side, outcasts the both of them yet walking peacefully through the Harbour and admiring the sights of this year's Lantern Rite. He'd heard there would even be a music festival, how exciting!

Most rewarding of all however, was the way Lumine tucked herself against his side and even glanced up at him apologetically. For his part, he's thoroughly enjoying it, so he sees no reason for her embarrassment and indeed expresses it with the arm around her waist, pressing her closer with contentment.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He is meant to refer to the festival, but as he says it he only has eyes for her, rather shifting the meaning of his words, were she to pick up on it. She looks stunning, albeit more shy than he's used to from her. But, this is cute as well. He can love this side of her just as much as that fierce domination she perpetuated during their spars. Ah, how thrilling~!

"Why of course!" So comes his quick reply to her question, eyes sparkling with his enjoyment and sincerity. "This Lantern Rite is quite a success, made all the more wondrous for the fine woman on my arm~"

Of course, he could not abate with any praise or compliments when given the opportunity. Indeed, hyping her up was quickly becoming something he very much enjoyed doing, regardless of her mood. It was just— so exciting.

His eyes drift but for a moment before spotting something that makes his grin gain that little edge normally associated with battle when it crosses his face, although tonight he intends to be good and peaceful.

"Look! I bet you would be nothing short of stunning in a qipao or a kimono~ Please, let me buy some for you. Would you be so kind as to model them for me tonight~?" True to form, part of the way Childe shows affection is spending the Fatui's money in ways it was not intended to be spent.

Ah, but gift giving is a language all its own, how could he not wish to give her all the splendour he can buy? She would look… mouth watering, to be sure.

#tenebriism #universe • genshin impact #inquiry • genshin impact #interactions • tartaglia #answered #please ask before continuing #i love them ur honor TAT #but also sb douse this idiot in cold water bc hoo boy xD #also a qipao is a traditional chinese dress~ (yes i had to google that shhh)#tldr let the twins dress in local outfits #they'd look so good ;w;

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caelcstis · 9 months

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y'all when i tell u that my "tan" went to RED really fucking quick and that i am a fucking LOBSTER rn-

#my doctor literally told me to wear spf #AND LIKE I DO I'M NOT AN IDIOT #but i am also an idiot for not REAPPLYING OR PACKING ANY BEFORE LEAVING #and swimming in the sun under 90 degree heat :))#for like 3 HOURS #so your BOY is burnt to satan's crack and back #local neighborhood idiot ⸢ ooc. ⸥

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tender-rosiey · 8 months

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frenzy— gojo satoru x gn!reader

a/n: yet another silly thing with megumi and gojo to fill space while I finish other stuff

you take a deep breath before staring in front of you.

you’re going to murder someone, particularly a 6 foot 5 man with hair similar to that of a paintbrush.

the only problem is that he is your fiancé and you would probably be the first suspect when they investigate the oh so mysterious murder—if the daggers you’re glaring are anything to go by.

the second suspect is probably the 11 year old next to you, also known as megumi.

satoru is causing yet another scene as he purchases his favorite sweets from the cute old lady at your local shop.

his face is stuck to the glass as he grins, “I will take this, this, this, oo and that! and lastly that!”

“can’t we leave him?” the boy grumbles.

you sigh, “unfortunately not.”

“babe! honey! sweetheart! I got you some stuff!” he appears right in front of your eyes with frankly more sweets and food than you physically stomach.

he rummages around the bags, “I know this is your favorite, especially this!”

sighing, you cup his face and make him stare you dead in the eyes, “stop spending so much money! I don’t need that much!”

he pouts and his arms wrap around your waist, “what’s the point of my money if I can’t spoil you with it?” he feels the stare of megumi then looks down and scowls at him, “what do you want?”

megumi rolls his eyes and looks away, radiating so much sass and it offends your fiancé beyond words.

satoru gasps then props his hands on his lips, “I got you this limited edition pistachio cupcake! be thankful!”

megumi’s eyes snap to satoru’s and retorts, “it isn’t thanksgiving.”

satoru quirks an eyebrow and uses his hand to fan the air towards his nose. he takes a deep breath and puts his hands together, “I smell…bitch!”

“satoru!”

“sorry!”

they have a glaring contest for a small while, and you simply take some of the bags from satoru’s hand and make your way down the street.

it doesn’t take long before a pair of small feet makes its way into your peripheral and another gigantic pair follows suit.

satoru effortlessly takes the bags from you, carrying them in one arm, while his other one is linked with your own. on the other hand, megumi’s hand gently slips into your own. you give his hand a little squeeze and he gladly returns it back.

satoru has his infinity turned off because what could go wrong in a peaceful moment like this?

a screech is heard from your side. it’s girly, squeaky, and so high pitched to the point you want to smack its owner so badly.

unfortunately though, it’s your fiancé, and he is being ruthlessly attacked by a squirrel

it probably fell from the tree above, but why would it attack satoru?

probably because the idiot accidentally kicked the tree and, as a result, made the poor thing’s entire stock of food fall the ground, crumbled and unusable for poor mister squirrel.

karma is a bi—biscuit. a very bad biscuit.

“y/n, get it off!”

“you’ve been chosen as a sacrifice for the squirrel king, satoru.”

“but—“

“oh thank heavens! we will finally get rid of him,” megumi murmurs.

“why you little bra—AH!”

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sideeve · 6 months

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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀( living with Mike Schmidt )

— ★ Abby is his heart and soul. he knows if you’re a winner if she feels comfortable showing you her drawings.

— ★ i feel like American Idiot by Green Day is him and Abby getting ready for work/school. it’s a routine they built and can’t break out of it. so when you stay the night, you were shocked to see how quick they get out the house since Mike is always late to work.

— ★ if you can cook, you brought more meals on the menu and Mike can’t thank you enough. now, he doesn’t have to cook up some Chef Boyardee or order pizza. you were the only one they trusted in the kitchen.

— ★ weekly movie night was implemented on friday nights. you saw how much Abby and Mike were drifting away from each other so you took it upon yourself to make a movie night on fridays. the only problem is their choices. Abby would want to watch Coraline and Mike wanted to watch Megamind.

— ★ your first date was…something. Mike couldn’t really afford to go somewhere special so he found a recipe in one of the local libraries (the movie was set in like the 80s…) and cooked it up decent enough for it to be considered edible. (i’m joking, it was delicious) everything was good until—

“mike!” Abby yells from her bedroom. he was just in the middle of explaining something important to you, something he was passionate about. you could tell by the way he tried to hide his smile. but his sister comes first before anything. “Abby,” he whispers loud enough for only her to hear. “i thought i told you to keep quiet a bit. i have a date, remember?” she crosses her arms, “my tooth fell out.” “so? put it under your pillow and the tooth fairy will get it.” “that’s the thing! you told me that last time and i haven’t gotten five bucks! the tooth is still here!” shittttt. Mike sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “i’ll give you five plus more if you just keep quiet, okay?” Abby nods. “okay, good.” Mike starts to walk off before coming back. “how do i look?” he adjusts his collars. “like a million bucks.” Abby giggles, smiling, showing off her missing tooth. “sorry about that.” Mike clears his throat, sitting back at the dinner table. “no, no. that was actually cute.” you smile, you heart warmed by the brothers-sister relationship they had.

— ★ you help him sleep. now, he doesn’t need that bland nebraska poster, or that tape with nature sounds, or sleeping pills. he has you. and even the nights that you aren’t there, he would spray your favorite perfume on your pillow, hugging it close to you as if he were hugging you.

NSFW headcanons

— ★ he’s a switch. 50/50. i think his sex drive is normal if not low. he values romantic gestures than sexual gestures. but in the sex field, he’s both a giver and receiver.

— ★ let’s start with dom!mike. you’d mainly see dom!mike if it was a bad day at work or a long one. scenario; abby had been knocked out in her bed around bedtime. you technically had the house to yourself as you waited for mike to get home. finally, you hear a car pull in and the engine turn off. you could sense that it was him. you were expected a cuddle session until you both fell asleep. not you being bent over the couch, his fingers in your mouth to hush the moans escaping from your lips, fucking you like a rabid dog.

— ★ on the sub aspect, you have a whiny baby on your hands. begging and whining for you to let him cum. he pinky swears he’ll be a good boy. he whines, groans, begs. all of that. he begs so much that you have to put a hand on his mouth so he won’t wake up abby sometimes. if he’s pissed you off, you’d punish him by riding him but not letting him touch you and edging him so much that tears form at the waterline.

— ★ munch. munch! MUNCH!!! when he’s stuffed in between your thighs, he humps the edge of the bed, cumming in his pants. he’s too ashamed to let you know. he thinks it’s sick. he’s getting off by the taste of you, your sounds, and your juices dripping down his chin.

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#mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt #fnaf #fnaf movie #five nights at freddy's #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson x reader

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deadsetobsessions · 10 days

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REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPT BY @out-of-jams

ACCIDENTALLY KIDNAPPING A MAFIA BOSS

In Tucker's defense, he thought he was doing someone a favor. A life saving favor, in fact.

"What the fuck-!” The red helmeted guy yelped as a deceptively strong Tucker yanked him onto the bike and sped away. Before Tucker could explain, the GIW agents behind them got in a lucky shot and hit the helmeted liminal with a strong blast to the head.

Clearly, his gear wasn’t equipped with anti-ecto protections, because the guy slumped over on Tucker’s arms. This was bad, because Tucker now had to maneuver about 230 pounds of Gotham muscle while speeding away from government agents. He flicked on the jammer so they couldn’t track his and red helmets’s ecto signature.

“STOP!”

“Ah, shit.” Tucker cursed as he somehow managed to gather up red-helmet’s body and stabilize the bike. “C’mon, Tuck, you can do this.”

Blasts of anti-ecto tech slammed into buildings around him. Luckily, Gotham was used to this kind of shit so people just moved out of the way before going back to their day. Tucker wove around traffic, trying to lure the agents into slamming face first into some signposts.

“Stop damaging the local infrastructure!” Tucker yelled back at them, speeding up.

“WELL REIMBURSE THE PEOPLE AND THE CITY LATER! TELL US WHERE PHANTOM IS!!”

“Over my dead body, you jerks!” Tucker took a sharp right, catching red helmet before the man could slip off. He sped up and took the ramp downwards, heart beating loudly in his ears as he strained his senses to figure out- ah, they took the ramp upwards. Good. Now, all he has to do is bring red helmet back to home base.

“Oh my god. I kidnapped him,” Tucker groaned, slapping at his face before quickly placing his hands back on the handle bar once the bike teetered over with red helmet’s weight. “I’m a criminal. Oh my god.”

Then, as he found his way back, “…Well, it’s not like I wasn’t a criminal before, with the whole resisting arrest thing.”

——

Tucker dumped the red helmet liminal onto the couch of their shared apartment and went to take a shower. When he got out ten minutes later, he found Danny and Sam staring at the helmet guy. Tucker pushed up his glasses (after letting them defog from the shower) and greeted them.

“Hey, guys! I found him while I was running away from Agent L and J.”

“You okay?” Danny asked, eyes immediately flicking over Tucker for injuries.

“Yeah, I’m good. They’re horrible shots.”

“I thought Danny was the one who brought home strays but you…?” Sam commented, arms crossed and a purple painted nail tapping at her arm. “Wait. Isn’t this… that crime lord? What was his name?”

“Red Hood?” Danny offered, turning back to look at the guy on their couch.

Tucker paled. “Oh, no.”

Guns? Check.

Red Helmet? Check.

Bat-Symbol? Check.

Shit.

They collectively stared at the guy in silence.

“…Tucker,” Sam slowly said. “Did you accidentally kidnap a crime lord?”

“Hey, I didn’t want him to get killed! He’s liminal! Even more than us, except for Danny.” Tucker grumbled. “Man, this is why I leave the hero-ing to Danny. I do one good thing and suddenly I have a crime lord on my couch.”

“My couch,” Sam corrected, as she was the one that furnished their apartment.

“What do we do now?”

“Eat dinner,” Tucker said. “I’m famished.”

Sam nodded. “Wait for him to wake up and hope he doesn’t shoot us the moment he wakes up. Then, we explain.”

Danny grabbed all the visible guns he could see. Tucker went to start dinner. Sam supervised, because her boys were idiots and now she had a crime lord in her apartment.

——

Jason groaned, head swimming in a sea of dull throbbing pain as his eyes fluttered open.

Then he remembered he was abducted, and bolted up right. He paused as a series of quick observations made its way to his consciousness.

One. He’s not tied up. Weird, because everyone knows that he’s a weapon even without his weapons.

Two. His weapons were right there, just in reach.

Three. He was surrounded by teenagers and/or young adults who were all scrolling along on their phones.

“Oh, hey, he’s awake! Hi!” The Wayne bait said, electric blue eyes fixing itself on Jason. “Were you aware you died?”

Jason went rigid, hundreds of way to-

“Danny!” A scolding tone cut of Jason’s immediate panic. Two couch pillows slammed into Danny’s face, courtesy of goth girl and nerdy but strong.

“Dude, why do you start with that? Why are you like this?” His… possible kidnapper? asked, exasperatedly flinging his hands into the air as he rolled his eyes.

Goth girl scowled. “Boys. Crime lord, couch, remember?”

“Hey, in my defense, I died too!”

And that- as Jason remained dumbfounded in this circle of tomfoolery- was what snapped Jason out of his daze.

“You what?” He rasped out.

And when he saw them open their mouths at the same time, Jason just knew his headache was going worse.

——

Tucker, effortlessly plucking the actual red hood from the streets: and I whoop-

Jason, whose type is strong, nerdy, and tall: *heart eyes* *but not really because he’s unconscious*

——

Sam: “this is my boyfriend Danny and our other boyfriend Tucker.”

Jason enters chat:

Sam: “this is my boyfriend Danny and our other boyfriend Tucker and his boyfriend, the Red Hood.”

——

#writing prompt #DCxDP #Sam Mason #dpxdc #Danny Phantom #Tucker Foley #they share an apartment #so basically they’ve got the swankiest living space ever #bc Gotham rent is cheap #are they platonically or romantically living together?#no one knows #I sure as hell don’t either

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